CAVE OF EAGLES

There was a cave at the side of the mountain . Eagles would go there to think. In the darkness they would hear a voice telling them to rub their beaks against the rough walls of the cave. It was painfull....They would hear a voice... as one Eagle did... an Eagle I know....A voice that said " Pull out those tired feathers... and new ones will grow..."

Was he afraid..?

I don't know... he did not tell me...

What I know is that this Eagle did it...

Obeying the voice...

He pulled out the tired feathers...

It was painfull....

" Is this a mistake? "

He wondered...

But he kept on pulling at himself until his skin was revealed

And it hurt

Sure it hurt

and he wondered if he would ever fly again...






he is in this cave

where Eagles go



In this cave of the unknown



he gave up all that he knew

for all that he wanted to know